Sunlight 24 by Merritt Graves

Author:Merritt Graves [Graves, Merritt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781949272048
Publisher: Merritt Graves
Published: 2019-07-29T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 32

It seemed like the alarm rang again only a few seconds after I’d set it. I’d spent an hour after I’d gotten home overwriting all the casing files Jaden must’ve installed on my computer. He did it just like I’d done it to him, putting them in a bunch of innocuous places I’d normally never think to check. And since they weren’t malware but perfectly legitimate files, my security sweeps hadn’t picked them up.

Laughter floated in from the hallway. My parents’. And then a thin outline of Jaden’s voice.

“Look what Jaden’s cooked us,” said Mom, sounding delighted as I stepped into the kitchen. “An arugula and pistachio pesto quiche. And fried eggs with hazelnuts, green garlic, and chanterelles. Am I saying that right?”

“Yeah, but it’s not that big a deal, Mom. I was just following a recipe,” said Jaden.

“They can be tricky, though. You have to know how prep ingredients and what all the different terms mean. And it’s a school day.”

“Well, I had good help,” he said, pointing his serving spoon at Mr. Jefferson who was over by the stove with an apron on, stirring a pot. “That looks done, Mr. J. Let’s sit down before I’ve gotta jet.”

“Oh, Dorian, just in time,” said Dad.

I stayed standing while everyone else took their seats. “I really need to get to school, too. Got some problem sets to review with Michael. You guys go ahead.”

“You’re not looking too hot, bruh. Mr. Jefferson said he had to open the door at three o’clock for you this morning. Late night study sesh?”

Mom glanced at Dad and then me.

“Taking a break from one, actually. Needed some air.”

“Must have. Mr. J said you were sweating. And you had this big cut.”

Everyone looked over at the gash running up my forearm.

“Ooh, we should get that checked out,” said Mom.

“Yeah,” said Dad. “And what was that noise? We thought we heard someone pounding on the door last night.”

“Maybe it was Mr. Jefferson. I don’t know. It’s an old house. Maybe it was . . . maybe it was . . .”

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